Chapter 151 Sex Orgies
He pushed in gradually at first, inch by inch, drawing a long, shuddering groan, from the bottom guy, who reached down to fist his own leaking dick, pre-cum beading at the tip and dripping slow on the cushion.
The top guy picked up speed, his hips snapping forward with increasing force, the slap of his thighs against ass cheeks adding to the room's cacophony. A third guy sprawled lazily nearby, one leg draped over the armrest, his hand moving in slow, deliberate pumps over his swollen cock, the skin sliding smoothly while he watched with hooded, lust-filled eyes.
But it was the center of the room that held me captive. A curvy brunette was the undisputed queen, surrounded by a group of five guys.
She was on all fours on a thick plush rug, her full heavy breasts swaying with each movement, her dark nipples erect and begging for attention.
The guy behind her gripped her wide hips with bruising force, his thick cock plunging repeatedly into her dripping pussy. Each thrust produced a lewd, squelching sound, her arousal coating his shaft and trickling down her inner thighs.
“Fuck, your cunt’s so goddamn tight. I’m gonna fucking ruin it,” he grunted through clenched teeth, yanking her back onto him, impaling her deeper with every thrust so hard her ass cheeks rippled and her whole body jolted forward from the impact.
At her mouth, another guy knelt, his dick fully engulfed in her eager mouth. She sucked him sloppily, her lips stretched taut, tongue swirling visibly along the underside that made him curse loudly and dig his fingers into her hair to guide her pace.
One of her hands extended to the side, wrapping firmly around a third guy's throbbing cock, pumping him in perfect time with the pounding she was taking, thumb swiping over the slick head to spread the steady leak of pre-cum.
But the one that made my core clench so hard I nearly gasped aloud was the fourth guy. He positioned himself behind the one buried in her pussy, his own cock slicked generously with lube, then pressed forward, inching into the guy's tight ass, creating a hypnotic chain of penetration. Every thrust from the back drove the middle guy deeper into the brunette, his balls grinding against her clit, making her shudder and moan around the cock in her throat.
It was like their bodies were connected to a rippling wave I wasn’t part of.
Fucking hell.
The fifth guy quickly slid underneath her on his back, his mouth latching onto one swinging breast, sucking hard on the nipple while his hand dipped between his own legs, two fingers sinking into his ass, his untouched cock twitching.
The scene was pure and perfect chaos. Cum dribbling from corners of mouths, pussies and asses, every hole stretched, filled or teased.
The brunette pulled off the dick in her mouth long enough to scream—“More! Fill every fucking hole, you bastards!”—before diving back down, her body twisting between them all like a living embodiment of unbridled lust.
By this point, my mouth was dry but my panties were soaked through with the evidence of my growing arousal.
I wanted to avert my eyes, to break the spell and flee from this hypnotic filth. But I couldn't. Instead, my feet carried me even closer, the heat from their bodies radiating toward me, their scents wrapping around me like smoke.
They noticed, their eyes darting my way mid-thrust but they didn’t stop.
The guy at the back of the chain slapped the ass he was buried in with a sharp crack, the effect making the whole line surge forward harder, faster, drawing a chorus of moans that vibrated through the air. The brunette locked her gaze onto mine, her eyes dark and daring with mischief as she deep-throated the cock in front of her until her nose pressed against his groin.
Heat flooded my face, burning my chest and settling in my core. My clit throbbed with every wet slap, every grunt, every glimpse of sweaty skin. I squeezed my thighs together, seeking pressure, but it only sharpened the ache, making my breath come in shallow pants. Without conscious decision, my hand moved downward and my fingers pressed over the fabric of my shorts, rubbing slow circles against my pussy. A soft whimper escaped me as the seam of my shorts pressed right against my clit hard enough to send sparks up my spine.
But it wasn’t enough. I craved more. Fuck, I needed it.
I scanned frantically until I found an empty armchair tucked into a shadowed corner. I stumbled over and collapsed into the deep cushions. Almost immediately, my legs spread wide open, the cool air kissing my overheated skin as I hooked frantic fingers into the waistband of my shorts and yanked them down along with my drenched panties, tossing them aside.
My shaved pussy was fully exposed, glistening with my arousal, my clit swollen red and begging to be touched.
I didn't hesitate. Two fingers plunged straight into my pussy. A sharp gasp escaped from me as my walls clenched greedily around them, sucking them deeper.
“Oh fuck,” I breathed, shoving my hand up my tank top up to my breasts, pinching one nipple hard and rolling it roughly sending jolts of pain and pleasure to my core.
I fucked myself slowly at first, matching the rhythm of the group, my eyes fixed on the her rocking body and the chain of cocks. But soon, they flipped her onto her back, her legs splayed eagle-wide as one guy dove face-first between her thighs, his tongue lapping hungrily at her cum-drenched pussy, slurping loudly while she writhed and clawed at his hair.
Another straddled her chest, his cock sliding between her heavy tits, the head bumping her chin with every thrust.
My fingers sped up, curling hard against that sensitive spot deep inside that made stars burst behind my eyelids. My thumb found my clit, circling in tight, frantic loops as my hips bucked off the chair.
I felt my juices coating my hand, trickling down my ass crack and soaking the cushion beneath me.